Novel & Cerita Amanda Cerny Husband

They both replied, still looking at her. “You are not going to say anything about it.” “Avery you called us here to tell us something right? What's that?” Amy asked her. She looked at her, what's going on? Didn't they hear what she just said. “I just said Andrew Richardson is Eric MacMillies my husband” She said again this time a little louder so they can hear. “We know” Amy said with an emotionless voice. The shock hit her real hard. They know, they know. “You….You know?” she stuttered

“I had no clue Ryan was your husband. Julie, if I had known, I would’ve handled things differently.” There’s a pause, and I can hear her breathing on the other end. It’s shallow, frustrated. She’s not convinced. “Fine,” she says, her voice icy now. “Let’s say I believe you. You know we can’t go ahead with this fake boyfriend thing, right? It’s over. “Whoa, hold on,” I say quickly, stepping further away from the restaurant door. “Why are we pulling the plug? This can still work.” “Work?” Her voice rises. “How, Luke? How is this supposed to work now that you’re partnering with my husband? Do you hear how insane this is?”

she asserted. Maelie remained silent, then wiped away the tears that fell. "You're curious, I'm curious too... We should try to find the answer," Amanda said again, then saw Tommy just arriving, looking very neat as if he was ready for work. "Tommy..." Tommy frowned, glancing at Maelie who was crying then turning to look at Amanda approaching him. "I need your help," whispered Amanda. "Help for what?" "My sister ..." Amanda glanced at Maelie for a moment, then looked back at Tommy. "Her husband is acting bad to her again... she wonders what's causing it."

In a luxurious cemetery, a teenage boy sat silently with teary eyes. His hand reached out, continually wiping the gray tombstone inscribed with the name Andreas John Quartararo. "Enough, Tristan. Don't be sad. Mama is sure Papa is happy in heaven." The beautiful woman named Gracia Quartararo looked strong. Although her cheeks were still wet from tears, she tried to appear strong in front of her son. It certainly wasn't easy. Especially since she had lost her beloved husband in a car accident some time ago. The man who smiled brightly that morning, asking for permission to go to work, had to come home lifeless.

I forced down the corners of my lips, resisting the urge to smirk. “How dare you treat my daughter like that!” my dad roared. My parents’ presence kicked the roiling atmosphere into an even higher gear. “I know that man! He’s Mr. Smith, an uber-wealthy icon in the financial world!” “That woman next to him is Lydia Cane, the famous violinist!” “And that ridiculously handsome young man is Shane Johnson!” “Whoa, Jonas’ ex is a huge deal!”

"You heard him folks! Have you ever had a wedding crashed? I'm Linda Stewart and I'm outside the venue where billionaire and heir Kenny Greenland got married today. A beautiful day for the happy couple, or at least, it should have been. Witnesses have informed me that an unknown female burst through the church doors and claimed to be the groom's mistress! And she's pregnant! We have yet to find out if these rumors are true, but for now, we'll be playing a video one of the witnesses managed to film right when the accident took place." As the video played, my thoughts from before I went to sleep reappeared. Did what she said have some truth to it? To be honest, I'm afraid I'll just be shut dow

Liam thought. Amanda's smile fainted a little and she darted her gaze to look at the documents on the table. "I have a very demanding job, I don't think I would ever find time for a husband." Amanda replied, taking her eyes off the documents and looking at Liam. "Anyways, I haven't found the right man, yet." She added, looking Liam right in the eyes. Liam smiled softly, "Lucky you, marriage sucks." Liam let out bitterly, thinking about his worst nightmare, Mrs. Erin.

She was probably in a calm mood, making it easy to see her emotions. Gabrielle looked at her and took a deep breath, having been seen through by her, "Amanda, even when you didn't have amnesia, you were accurate in seeing things. You're right, I'm not doing well. I want a divorce. My husband is cheating on me, but because of family connections, I can't divorce." Damn it! Amanda was shocked. If she remembered correctly, her husband was the head of Cindale, in charge of the entire political scene of Cindale. She could be said to be the most valued woman in Cindale.

She sighed. "I don't think so. My husband is in Canada. He doesn't know I'm here. He must be worried." Eleana replied while biting her lips. A sad expression took over her just by thinking of Ayden. She didn't even get the chance to call him yet. So many things were happening around her. "Who is your husband?" Eirene asked, grabbing Eleana's attention. She smiled after hearing the question. "His name is Ayden Campbell. He's the son of our parents best friend." Eleana replied with a smile on her face, making Eirene nod.

He brought the phone closer to his face, not believing what he saw at first. Was that Amanda? He clicked on the picture and ended up at an article. "The Filthy Game Amanda Lemaiyan's Fiancé Played, Leaving Her Crushed." His eyes scanned the article which revealed details of Amanda's two-year relationship, engagement, and the horrible breakup she went through a week before her wedding. Apparently, the guy, Samuel Ocen, got close to her with the intention of gaining favour with the Chairman, Mr. Lemaiyan. His intention was to make CEO of Lemaiyan Fits, a position he had finally been elevated to a year after he started dating Amanda. All the while, he had another girlfriend.